“No,” she whispers.
I work a finger into her pussy beside my cock. And then I bring it back to that tight little hole. Ella groans when I push my fingertip in, lubricated with her arousal, and gasps when I give her the rest.
And then I grab the vibrator.
One touch to her clit and she’s off, crying out, crying hard. Coming yet again. Her pants fuel me to keep playing, toying with her, pushing her boundaries slowly yet steadily.
I pull myself free from her as she comes down. Giving her a moment, I take out the scissors after cleaning off my hands with a wet wipe.
“Stay still.” The safety scissors easily cut through the bindings within seconds, releasing her body to fall onto the bed.
She’s still unsteady from the aftershocks so I have to prop her up with my hands to get her on her knees. “Take off the blindfold.”
Ella pulls it down with shaking hands, leaving it around her neck.
“Hands and knees, jailbird. I want you to watch the mirror now.”
She gets to her hands and knees, still trembling, her dark eyes locked on me in the mirror as I climb behind her, line myself up, and take her again. She’s a gorgeous sight. Her hair a messy halo, her cheeks flushed. Every thrust shakes her. Her breasts sway with the motion of my hips. I fuck her like I’ve wanted to since she first talked to me, hard and unforgivingly, until I’m close to the edge of my own pleasure. Seconds away.
I need to see her face. I turn Ella and position her on my lap as I fall to the bed. Her small hands land on my chest to steady herself. My hips thrust up and she’s far too weak to keep herself upright. She drapes her arms over my shoulders and holds on for dear life.
And she kisses me.
Her lips capture mine with a need that’s unexpected.
What that single kiss does to me is a shock I hadn’t anticipated. It strikes me how obvious it is that she was desperate for it. She tastes both sweet and sinful.
“Fuck,” I grunt into the crook of her neck as my orgasm tears out of me.
She holds me just as tightly as I hold her as she finds her release with mine.
As she’s lying lifeless on top of me, I kiss the crown of her head and whisper without thinking twice about it, “You don’t know what you do to me.”